To know my worth is not a fault -- from my eyes I harvest salt --
over my shoulder I throw it all -- a sugar blanket on my field
Do you know your enemy?
Yes, we know our enemy.
Do you know him truthfully?
Yes, we know him truthfully.
Do you know your enemy do you know it might be me?
I should defend me from myself -- it's gath'rin against my gate of will --
my salted field my will will fell -- there is no need to name this
Do you know your enemy?
Yes, we know our enemy.
Do you know him truthfully?
Yes, we know him truthfully.
Do you know your enemy do you know it might be me?
I begot then I begot again -- thought this would cleanse me of my sin --
but I spawned an enemy within -- it will beget then beget then beget